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From no where a voice boomed...

"ENTER!"

The gates swung open and they went in. By now Wendy was shaking from the cool air. It chilled her entire body. She looked at Charlie. Weirdly enough he didn't even notice it. He went ahead of her and opened the door. Wendy went in stacking snow and dirt with her. She looked down at the mess she made. If there was 1 thing Wendy was not that was a messy person. She bent down to clean it up but Charlie stopped her.

"Oh don't worry!" he said briskly. "Mrs. Coco will clean it up!"

"She the maid?" Wendy asked.

"You...could say that." he smiled and led her down the long hallway. There at the end of it lay 2 doors. 1 made of stuff plastic white and a wooden 1. Wendy went to reach for the white ones doorknob when Charlie stopped her.

"Um...only Mr. Wonka and I can go in there." he said directing her in the opposite direction. "Let me show you to your room."

(A/N I don't know why but when I wrote this part it vaguely reminded me of Beauty and the Beast...weird right? Maybe Wendy's middle name should be Belle...angry reader: KEEP WRITING! Oh yeah...sorry.)

He led her up a pair of stairs bathed in a silky purple cloth. Wendy boggled and was slightly nauseated by the bright colors. Charlie approached a large room where the bed was made up in a gorgeous floral print cover and fluffy pillows. The windows were large and let in tons of sunlight. Wendy squinted at it. Charlie grinned.

"I helped decorate!" he said pointing to the large teddy bear in the corner,

Wendy nodded.

"So when do I get to meet this Wonka guy?" she asked.

"Dinner. It's in a half hour!" he said heading towards the door. "I'll see ya then!"

(A/N - sorry but is it just me or am I making Charlie alot like Mokuba Kaiba from yugioh...he just reminded me of him...weird.)

Wendy waited until he left until she sighed and flopped onto her cushy bed. A stuffed animal bunny fell on her face. She grabbed it and looked it over. It was pink...very pink. She placed it next to her and sighed. She rolled onto her side in time to see a orange and green blur go by. Wendy sat up.

"What the?" she asked and got to feet to follow the whatever it was.

The blur rounded the corner and down the stairs with little thumps. Wendy followed cautiously. It darted into the other room with the white cover. Wendy stopped in front of it. She couldn't break the rules like before...she couldn't out kicked out on the 1st day! She reached for the door knob and pulled it open slightly. The smell of chocolate hit her. She could make out through the thin crack in the door what looked like a river and a bunch of orange blobs!

(A/N I must be having writers block but I realized "orange" rimes with "door hinge." sorry.)

"I can't go in..." she thought. "Can I?"

She went to open it...

"Wendy?"

She turned around. There stood Charlie. He looked slightly happy and confused.

"You met me down here at the right time!" he said. "Dinner's early tonight...whatcha doin'?"

Wnedy let go of the door and shut it quickly.

"Oh just...I thought I saw something run in there...that's all."

"Oh ok!" he said happily. "Come on! Let's go! We can't keep Mr. Wonka waiting."

She nodded and gave a relieved sigh and followed him down another hallway.

"So...Charlie?" she asked casually. "Where are all the workers and maids...and stuff?"

Charlie looked a bit uneasy.

"Well there around..." he said.

"In that room?" she asked sticking her hands in her pockets.

There was silence.

"Well?"

"Well...oh look we're here already!" he said throwing open a large door.

Wendy went in. There stretched a long table that went to the other side of the very big room. The table was covered in platters of food. Steak, Ham, Potatoes, Pies, Cakes, Chicken, food she had never seen in her entire life all spread out in front of her. Wendy's mouth hung open slightly as Charlie lead her to a seat in front of all the bread she could ever want. Charlie sat down across from her and grinned.

"I know. It's a bit overwhelming at 1st but you get used to it." he said. "The food is all really good."

Wendy nodded and sighed. She was used to eating out of a chinese food carton in front of her tv...this was definitely a step up. She moved uneasily in her seat when she noticed a large tray of vegetables some how appeared in front of her. Wendy crained her neck a bit to see over the edge and saw the orange thing go right behind Charlie's seat and into the hall. She gapped and pointed.

"Look!" she said to Charlie who almost had half a rib in his mouth.

"Huh?" he asked innocently.

Too innocently.

"There was like a big orange blob thing!" she said.

But Charlie interupted her.

"Mr. Wonka should be here any minute...so calm down!"

Suddenly as if on a planned cue the lights in the room dimed and in walked a man through the large double doors directly in front of them. He had on a funny colored coat and a top hat. He had short blackish hair and deep violet eyes. His skin was almost pale and had a large grin plastered onto his feet. He has a candy filled cane in hand as he waltzed over to the head spot at the table then faced them.

"Hi Charlie!" he said in a light voice. "How are ya!"

"Good Mr. Wonka." he said. "Oh this is our guest...remember? Wendy Torres from San Francisco?"

Mr. Wonka turned to her and she felt his eyes give her the once over. She blinked up at him.

"Hi Wendy I'm Willy Wonka!" he said happily.

"Hey."

"Wow you're really dark. It's almost weird!" he laughed.

"You're talking to me about weird?" she thought.

He sighed.

"Well let's eat before all this good food gets icey!" he chirped.

"Way ahead of you Mr. Wonka!" said Charlie helping himself to another rib.

Wendy got some potatoes and steak and dug in. The food was warm and good and full of flavor. Charlie and Mr. Wonka talked happily amongst themselves and she liked it better that way. It was bad enough she had to eat right there in front of them but talking about things would just make the already awkward situation more awkward if that was possible. Wendy chewed and swallowed quietly as she listened to Mr Wonka chatter on about "Candy kites." Nobody said a word to her really until half way through the meal and well into desert.

"So Wendy?" Mr. Wonka asked pouring chocolate syrup all over his food. "Whatcha in for?"

"I'm in for murder." she said as Charlie dropped his rib in shock. "But I didn't do it!"

Mr. Wonka just shook his head.

"That is what the guilty say. But in the end there just put away!" he rhymed loud enough for Wendy to hear him.

She scowled.

"I didn't." she mumbled focusing on her strawberry shortcake.

"So...Wendy!" Wonka said changing the subject. "Ya like chocolate?"

"Excuse me?"

"Chocolate? Do you like it?" he asked.

"Well..." she stopped. "I'v never had it..."

There was silence.

"What...?" Charlie asked.

"I've... never had it." she said. "My parents were never big chocolate people so I just never...Ya know...I think I'm ready for bed. Good night." she got up scratching her chair against the floor and hurried up the stairs to her room.

She sighed and sunk to the floor against the door.

"Way to screw things up again Wendy!" she thought bitterly. "Just TELL the chocolate maker ya don' like chocolate! I really got off on the right foot there!"

She sighed and went to her feet and slipped on a pair of pjs. A black tank top and matching black sparkly bottoms. She brushed her hair and teeth when she heard voices coming from down stairs. She left the room and hid at the top of the banister. She heard Charlie's voice coming from the front door.

"...I won't be here tomorrow." he said. "I have a doctor's appointment."

There was a scoff.

"S you're just gonna leave me with the mass murder!" Mr. Wonka snapped.

Wendy clapped her hands to her mouth.

"Be nice! She just got here! It'll only be a little while!"

"Long enough for her to kill me when I'm sleeping!"

"I bet she's a perfectly sane..."

"...she wears black! She doesn't eat chocolate! There's something wrong with her Charlie! I'm sorry!"

"I better go."

There was a pause.

"Just...be patient Mr. Wonka. I'm sure you'll warm up to her."

There was a laugh.

"I'll be patient when I'm dead. And by the looks of things that psycho will insure that pretty quickly."

Wendy felt hot tears pour from her eyes as she ran up the stairs and slammed the door. This was gonna be horrible. Already they didn't like her and she just got there! She sobbed into her pillow and went to pull back the sheets to find they were already pulled back. She sat up and looked at the pillow next to her. There was a chocolate wrapped in a shiny green foil. She put it in the dresser drawer next to her and sighed as she turned off the light.

This was not gonna be a good year.

...well that's all folks! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review! Otherwise I will be forced to keep the next chapter kidnapped! MUAHAHAHAHA! LOL.Well until next time.